I never was a coffee drinker,
It wasn't really my thing.
I loved my garden tea, for my sweet sleep.
I enjoyed the sweet aroma in that "majani".
Coffee was never my option.
Then I met you.
Cheater of my sleep.
Introduced me to coffee kisses,
Like the tasty local Elgon coffee
Cappuccino caress, romantic aroma.
Needed a peck, then a cup
Now I can't do without my coffee cup.
My head resting on your bosom.
Trying to control my breathe.
I am taking in your sweet scent.
It doesn't feel the same.
Not like something I have known.
Am relaxed and chilled.
Feeling high on life.
My heart beats to your heartbeat.
In the comfort of your glare.
I can't help but feel at home.
Wrapped in the warmth
Of your sweet embrace.
It is impossible to feel alone.
When it's just us alone
The rapture of your coffee kisses,
Beats my heart with bliss,
Now when I see and think of getting naughty,
Coffee kisses are all that I miss.
Copyright © Phred Sirikye | Year Posted 2020
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